May

8

End of an Era

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In case it’s not totally obvious, El Blog de Kalin is, for all intents and purposes, dead.

My interest in blogging has waned for no particular reason. I thought maybe a new blog — a fresh start — would help. So I purchased a new domain and set up a new blog and have not written a single post.

The adventures chronicled within El Blog de Kalin will remain online, at least until I begin a slapdash political career and my advisors urge me to erase my history (or possibly make up one that is actually, you know, exciting).

And if I ever DO write in the new blog, I’ll post a link here for my adoring fans.

Until then, I wish you all well. Thanks for reading!

-Kalin de el Blog de Kalin

Sep

29

Poetry

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For everyone who was out late partying last night:

I see you over there,
Hunched in your chair.
Sunglasses on inside,
Are you trying to hide?
You were out too late last night,
And let me guess, you feel like you might,
Throw up at any given moment.
Drinking too much was not your intent,
You got carried away,
And today there is hell to pay.
You had a good excuse to indulge, so never fear,
World Rabies Day comes but once a year.

Sep

24

Oh, EWWWWW.

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“Oh, ewwww,” was something that kind of jumped out of my mouth the other day while reading out small-town newspaper.

Mom asked me what was wrong, and I pointed out the sports section, where they referred to my old high school’s football team using initials.

Now, I don’t want to give out TOO much information about myself because I know I would wake up and find a bunch of loyal blog readers at my doorstep, wanting to hang out with the exciting and interesting girl they read about on the internet (that would be ME, in case I’ve lost you).

So instead of letting you know exactly where I live, let’s just call my town “Awesometown.” Awesometown is, as you might imagine, pretty sweet. It is small, but the school is good. Awesometown just got its second stop light a couple years ago (which TOTALLY cramps my style, but that is another story for another time).

In true small town style, Awesometown has had a rivalry for years with a neighboring small town’s school. It is a lot like Awesometown, except smaller and completely lame. That school actually served as the school for two small towns, Lamesville and Barfington. Even with that combined power, the Lamesville-Barfington school never had a football team because they were too small.

As a small aside, my senior year of high school was one where we played the Lamesville-Barfington basketball team during their homecoming game (a basketball homecoming… sad… sad). And so of course we beat them terribly and then their cheerleaders did a pyramid-type thing and they all fell down and we laughed hysterically and it is STILL one of my favorite high school memories.

Anyway, right after I graduated from high school, some wise guy decided it would be a great idea to invite the Lamesville-Barfington school to play football with our school. And so we now play football with our former RIVALS, and kids today probably don’t even remember those glorious days.

But I do. So imagine my disgust when I opened the paper and saw a headline referring to the L-B-A team. As in, Lamesville-Barfington-Awesometown. THEY DID NOT EVEN PUT OUR NAME FIRST. Ugh, gross, excuse me while I dry heave.

Isn’t it weird how we hold on to these things? In the grand scheme of things, that little rivalry of the past means zilch.

I mean, I’m sure all the residents of Lamesville-Barfington are lovely people.

But I wouldn’t go over there without a recent tetanus shot. I’m just saying…

Sep

10

Autumn Light

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Man oh man, is it September already? Really?!

My favorite part of this time of year is the light.

(Click thumbnails to see larger pictures!)

Aug

22

Wildlife Gone… Uh, Wild.

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We are currently houndless at our farm. It turns out that when you lose the very loud beasts with intense hunting instincts, the wildlife comes out in droves.

So far this year, I have seen/heard at our farm:

  • 2 Great Horned Owls
  • 1 adult coyote in the field next to our house
  • 1 adolescent coyote in the neighbor’s garden
  • 2 freakishly vocal Red-Tailed Hawks
  • 1 gimpy, sickly fox that died in our barn
  • 1 non-gimpy but still sickly fox that also died in our barn (an unfortunate trend)
  • 1 terrifyingly loud Blue Heron (Have you ever heard one? Look up some audio files and imagine hearing it from out in the dark!)
  • 1 young White-Tailed Deer (kind of big, but still had its spots)

Don’t get me wrong, I appreciate the wildlife. Especially the little bunny who panics and runs up the driveway in front of the car instead of just dodging out of the way.

I’m just saying, I would just appreciate if some of them were a little quieter and some others of them were more non-terminally ill.

Aug

5

I Like Cole Slaw

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I know, I’ve been gone for so long — I feel like I invited a guest into my home to discuss something important and then left them to die of boredom in the living room while I was off doing yoga or something. And then I came back while they were weak and dehydrated and started talking about how I saw a Gold Finch on the Gold Finch feeder, even after my sister Lil said they wouldn’t come to my house.

That whole paragraph was a metaphor, in case you didn’t realize. My home in the story stands for my blog, and the important matter the guest (you) came to discuss is obviously my very important, high-profile, glitzy and exciting life. And the Gold Finch story was just kind of thrown in there because it’s true, even if nobody really cares about it.

Much has happened in the past month or so that I’ve not been writing. I’ve thought about writing in here many times and even wrote it in my planner, but just never got around to it.

And so, even though I have all sorts of things to tell you, my triumphant return to blogging is going to center around one inane detail of my life: I like cole slaw. I’ve never liked cole slaw. People always told me that my tastes would change, but I never really believed them, especially when it comes to foods for which I’ve never really cared (many veggies, all nuts but peanuts, fruit in places it should not be IE chicken salad, etc). But lo and behold, I now like cole slaw. It blows my mind! Much like that time Lil told me that Gold Finches wouldn’t come to the feeder at my house and yet they did.

Jul

6

The Life and Death of Gimpy the Fox…

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…That will be the name of my novel, which will have a convenient tag line of “Based on a true story!” or maybe “Ripped from the headlines!” to make it edgy. I will need to take some artistic liberties in order to flesh out the story, but I have been known to take A FEW of those in my other writing (not here, of course, this blog is 100% factual).

The other day I was headed out to get Santana spiffed up for some photos. I noticed something out of the corner of my eye by the barn. It was a little fox, hopping along on three legs.


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I followed him as he hopped to the back of the barn to get a drink. He saw me and skeedaddled into the barn, which made everything click. I’d been talking with Mom earlier that morning about the suspicious, uh, “scat” that was near the cat food the past few days. The poor little guy had found a source of food (cat kibble, luckily, and not the actual cats) and was sticking close to it.

He was obviously not in good condition, but I hoped he might rally and get better. I put out some chicken gizzards and hearts for the barn cats with the leftovers for Gimpy.

Unfortunately, it wasn’t meant to be. Gimpy passed away yesterday morning in the barn. Poor little guy, but at least he had a nice straw bed to sleep in, fresh water and some semi-decent food to eat during his last days.

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